Xiaohu looked at Long Xi and Long Zhu who had already become a quarrel, and silently bypassed them to avoid being involved.

Continue walking forward, Xiaohu heard a noise, and he muttered in a low voice: "It seems to be Grandpa Zhang Daofeng's voice, go and ask them!"

Before he could walk a few steps, Xiaohu saw Hu Daoming, who was surrounded by the wine table and was already drunk and unconscious. Zhang Daofeng was holding a wine gourd in his hand, striking a fist with Monk Kongyu!

"The crab has eight claws, and the two pointed ends are so big, with eyes squeezed and neck shrinking, crawling and crossing the sand river..."

"Damn it, you're cheating, don't want to fool the old Taoist, I'm drinking!"

"Where is so much nonsense? If you are a man, just drink it... There are so many left in this cup, what about you raising goldfish?"

"Old slut, believe it or not, I will accept you with a curse of breaking the evil spirit?"

"Stinking Taoist priest, I am afraid that you will not succeed. Go to your sister's Amitabha Buddha!"

Xiaohu looked at the messy wine table and silently walked around them.

"It's so quiet ahead, go and take a look!"

Bypassing the wine table, Xiaohu came to the backyard of the tea house, where there were many green bamboos planted, which were very quiet on weekdays.

Baili Xiaofeng was sitting on the stone bench, staring at the chess game in front of him.

Opposite him was the demon Cangmao, and at this time Cangmao's face had a victory expression.

Beside them, immortals painted bamboo, demons and evil spirits, divine beasts and white tigers, all surrounded them and pointed at Baili Xiaofeng's chess game.

"I just said I should leave the car. I will suffer a loss if I don't listen to the old man's words!" Xie Zhen sighed.

"My name just now was right to vault horse, that horse was losing too much!" Baihu said dissatisfied.

Baili Xiaofeng slapped the stone table and smashed the table directly. He shouted to the person behind him: "A gentleman who can't watch chess, do you understand?...Oh, why did I accidentally shoot the chess? This game doesn't count. Let's go again, Cangmao, let's fight until dawn!"

A few cold sweats flowed from Xiaohu's forehead. He felt that he should leave here as soon as possible, otherwise another battle might start.

Not far ahead, Xiaohu suddenly met a guy with extraordinary temperament and was very accustomed to his wealth. When the man saw Xiaohu, he said hello first: "Xiaohu, where are you going?"

"Uncle Tang Wenlin, I want to find Uncle Lao Lu and the others!" Xiaohu sighed, and finally met a normal person.

Tang Wenlin smiled and said, "I'm going to find them, let's go together."

"OK!"

Xiaohu followed Tang Wenlin and went outside a villa. Deafening music was playing in the yard of the villa. Tang Wenlin opened the door and saw that there were beauties in swimsuits and long legs standing all over the yard, and they were holding champagne in their hands!

Cao Lu, Lu Tai, the head of Laoshan School Yuan Xiao, Wei Mo and others were lying on the lounge chair in the yard, enjoying the massage of the beauties!

"It's so cool! It's so cool!" Cao Lu lifted up her sunglasses. Seeing Tang Wenlin standing outside the door, she hurriedly shouted: "Old Tang, what are you doing? I've prepared all the swimming trunks for you. Come and play quickly!"

"...I, I can't do it. Xiaohu is still here. If Yihu boss knew that we would take him to play this, he would probably have to peel our skin..."

"Tsk, why don't you ask the Yuan Xiao family if they agree? He is still indulging in the same place with us?"

"Hey, isn't this Yang Rou's sister-in-law? Why are you here..."

"ah!!!"

Today's Jianzhou tea house is as lively as ever.

...

During dinner, all these "strange" guys gathered together, and a long large table was set up in the teahouse, and everyone sat together.

There are all kinds of delicacies and wines on the table, which makes Xiaohu extremely envious.

But every year at the gathering, everyone has a special ceremony, and only after this ceremony can everyone start to enjoy it.

Xiaohu secretly looked at the two positions closest to Yihu.

Those two positions have been empty since Xiaohu remembered.

"Mom and Dad said that the location was reserved for my aunt and uncle, but they didn't know when they would be able to come back."

Xiaohu lay on the table, waiting for Yihu to talk to He Xi.

Everyone soon became quiet, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on the two empty positions.

Yihu was the same. He stared at the empty seat for a long time before he picked up the cup and said, "This is the fifteenth year that Yan Ning and the others have left the human world."

Everyone's eyes showed complex expressions.

The man in the past left the human world with various missions. Now fifteen years have passed, but he has no news.

Even Fatty Du and others who went to find Yan Ning had no news.

"Everyone, the reason why we were able to get together and become family is because everything Yan Ning did back then made us pick up the wine glass and toast him. I hope they can be safe and smooth in the fairy world. One day, they will return to the human world and reunite with us."

Shentu Haotian and Yu Yanhan also picked up the wine glasses, and they also missed their daughters.

After a glass of wine, it seemed to open up everyone's emotions, and the words at the banquet gradually increased.

Looking at this lively scene, Yihu chuckled and said, "Yan Ning, I think what you have always wanted to see is the scene in front of you... I really hope you can come back soon, everyone misses you very much."

No one noticed the playful banquet, and a few meteors streaked across the sky.

Xiaohu gnawed the chicken legs in his hand, his mouth was extremely greasy, and his little eyes were flexibly turning, looking at the people around him.

Suddenly, he seemed to see a familiar and unfamiliar face.

"Dad, I seem to... see my uncle." Xiaohu suddenly said.

Yihu smiled faintly: "Don't talk nonsense, you have never seen your uncle."

"I've seen it, in the painting...that man looks like his uncle..."

Yihu's face froze and looked in the direction pointed by Xiaohu's fingers.

A cleaner is cleaning.

His appearance is indeed somewhat similar to Yan Ning.

"Child, that's not my uncle, your uncle..."

Yihu was only halfway through his words, and he suddenly felt something stuck in his throat and could no longer say it.

Several figures appeared behind the cleaning worker.

As Yihu's eyes changed, he finally saw the appearance of those people clearly.

Yan Ning, Zhuang Xiaoya, Du Fatty, Wang Tianci, Jiang Wujue, Zhang Quan, Fang Shitian, that hateful fortune-telling cat, that golden little dragon.

There is also a ten-year-old child who looks very similar to Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya.

Come back.

They are all back.

Yihu's eyes couldn't help but get wet.
Chapter completed!